Like an animal in a trap
I'll be the germ on the wooden table
Roses mean nothing to me from you
But they will soon when I see
You're for me and I'm your prey
Burn it down while the watch is gray
No reason to leave I guess I'll stay
Her copper is still like the same
I can taste your soap and purity
Once taken from me, now I'm leaving
You'll love my taste and swap my spawn
Turn my gray to gold or I'll sting
See it my way, you'll learn me
I feel no pity only hurt and teeth
Why stay sober when it just screams?
Why do you do this to me?
Shaking head, disprove my lust
Snaking eyes, I love the paranoia
Life giver, hook me with white
Sentient being, sacrifice me for myself
I can't taste it anymore
God why did they go out the door?
I was locking deadbolts the whole time
I really was, wasn't I?
- Author: The 2 A.M Writer ( Offline)
- Published: October 31st, 2017 21:25
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 64
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